Lars lowered his head, and the slave surrendered at his feet. The dirt and blood on his face had been washed away in the blood washing pool. The face in front of him was very handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and slightly pursed lips. So, if he hadn't rejected the king's pardon just now, many noble ladies would be willing to spend some time with him.
Lars didn't speak. The king gave him a slave and he accepted it, but it was almost impossible for him to say any more words of thanks.
The king stared at Lars for a while, seeing that he hadn't even moved his eyebrows, and asked, "Duke Lars, this isn't on the battlefield, aren't you tired of maintaining such an expression all day long? "
Lars had such an expression when the old king made him a duke, but now he was just given a slave, what expression should he make? Once again, Lars was sure that His Majesty the king was really free enough. He bent down and said to the king, "Your Majesty, I still have matters to attend to, so I will take my leave first."
Then without waiting for the king to speak, Lars turned and left, while the slave followed closely behind him.
"Lars, I want to see if you can keep this expression forever?" The king's voice was not loud, probably only he could hear it. He turned around and drew out the long sword in the knight commander's hand, waved it in the air a few times, then stopped suddenly, and asked the knight commander beside him, "What do you think, why did that slave want to follow Lars?"
The knight commander hesitated for a moment, and replied: "Maybe he admires the Duke very much."
The king didn't show any surprise when he heard this answer. He probably thought so in his heart. After changing the subject, the king asked the knight commander, "You also admire Lars very much?"
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"Yes, Your Majesty." The knight commander nodded, quite sincerely.
The king shook his head, smiled, patted the knight commander on the shoulder, and said to him: "Your political achievements must be very bad."
"Ah?" The knight commander didn't understand that he was still talking about Duke Lars just now. Why did he mention his political achievements in the blink of an eye? When he was at Imperial College, his grades in every subject were among the best. Nor will it be a royal knight.
The king didn't speak any more. He raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the red sun in the sky. Although Lars had handed over all the military power in his hands when he left the army, he always suspected that Lars still had Other forces he doesn't know about.
The king tightened his grip on the sword in his hand a little more. This country must be completely in his own hands.
Lars stopped in front of the carriage. The coachman had already set up the bench. When he got into the carriage, he suddenly remembered that he still had a tail behind him. He opened the curtain and said to Oledo who was standing next to the coachman at a loss. : "You can follow behind the carriage."
Oledo responded respectfully: "Yes, master."
The carriage was moving fast, Lars glanced outside, and saw that Oledo had not been left behind, he had killed two lions just now, and now he still had the strength to run with the carriage for so long, It is indeed a good seedling, but why does such a person follow him
Lars didn't understand, he lowered his head and glanced at his calf, and smiled inexplicably.
The butler stood at the door of Lars' mansion. He first saw Lars' carriage coming back, and immediately went to meet him. Then he saw Oledo running back beside the carriage. He had some doubts, but he also He didn't ask immediately, and when Lars got off the carriage, the butler bent down: "My lord, welcome back."
Lars hummed, and was about to walk into the mansion. Oledo, who ran back with the carriage, also followed behind him, wanting to enter the mansion.
The butler didn't know if he wanted to stop him at this moment, so he asked Lars, "My lord, this is..."
Lars didn't even look back at Oledo, he just said: "Your Majesty gave it to me, just arrange a place for me.", and went straight into the mansion.
"Yes, my lord."
Oledo stopped where he was, staring at the direction Lars was leaving in a daze.
The butler looked Oledo up and down, and felt that the slave in front of him looked very different from other slaves, but he was still a slave, and it was given by His Majesty the King. The relationship is not very good. The person in front of him may be sent by His Majesty the King to harm the Lord, and he must be kept away from his Lord.
"Come with me." The butler took Oledo to the house in the west. There were not many slaves in Lars' mansion, and most of them were sent by others.
"What's your name?" The butler asked the slave behind him as he walked.
"Mossa Oledo."
The butler stopped talking, and he led Oledo into the room. There were two people sitting in the room. The butler said to Oledo: "Oledo, you will live here from now on. From now on, you only need to follow these people every day. It's the same job."
"Yes." Oledo lowered his head, hesitated again and again and asked the key: "When can I see the Duke?"
The butler only thought it was funny when he heard this question, but in fact he laughed too. He said to Oledo in a slightly mocking tone: "See you sir? Don't dream, your master never comes here."
This is the most remote yard in the Lars mansion. People who stay here have no freedom. They can only do some coolies every day in exchange for a bite of food. The housekeeper nodded, expressing that he is very satisfied with his arrangement, I believe you sir It will also be very satisfying.
After saying this, the butler left here without looking back.
After the butler left, a slave came over, patted the shoulder of Oledo who was still in a daze, and said with a smile, "He's quite strong! Do you know what newcomers do?"
Oledo raised his mouth, shook his head slowly, and said to the slave, "I don't know."
"If you don't know, I'll tell you." The slave sat down. "Newcomers must obey the rules. Do you see the pile of bricks under the tree on the south side of the yard? You have to get up tomorrow morning and move all the bricks to La In the courtyard at the easternmost end of Erles Mansion..."
The slave was talking blah blah blah, and Oledo, with his eyes fixed on the ground, didn't know how much he was listening to.
"My lord." The butler came to Lars and bent down.
Lars turned over another page of the book in his hand, without looking up, he asked, "Arranged?"
"Yes my lord."
Lars didn't ask the steward again where he had arranged for that person, he just nodded and said to the steward, "Okay, you go down."
"Yes, my lord."
After the butler withdrew, Lars closed the book in his hand and put it on the side table. There were a bunch of dazzling symbols written on the cover of the book.
Bai Xiyu rubbed his head. What happened today made him a little confused. Although the plot did develop in this way, he didn't describe it in such detail. He only said that Oledo was killed after winning the Colosseum. The king gave it to Lars, but the specific process was not made clear.
But even if you don't make it clear, Oledo, as a stallion male lead, is too embarrassing for the male lead! Which hero climbed up from the ground in front of the supporting role, and even kissed the supporting role's boots, and more importantly, that supporting role was a man! man! ! !
He has lost sight of the pair of boots on his feet now.
Tsk-tsk twice, Bai Xiyu felt that Oledo really worked hard for the twin princesses, no wonder he can be the hero of the stallion plot.
It's Oledo's turn to slap in the face for the next plot. Bai Xiyu is a little uncertain after being messed up by him like this. In the first ten years before Oledo appeared, all the plots have been very normal. Now he always After coming out and making such a big move, Bai Xiyu felt a little flustered.
He took a few deep breaths, and told himself to be calm, to see the next development of the plot before making other considerations.
Oledo was woken up early the next morning by the slaves around him. There were eight people living in this room. Except for Oledo, the other seven have lived here for more than ten years. How are they doing now? Yi Yi has a newcomer here, and if he doesn't bully or bully, he will be sorry for the housekeeper's arrangement.
Seeing that Oledo couldn't get up, someone poured a bowl of cold water on Oledo's face. It's still summer, although the weather is not cold, but someone poured cold water on him in his sleep early in the morning. It won't feel good on me.
"New here, get up and work!"
Oledo opened his eyes, and a pair of blue eyes stared coldly at the slave who was still holding the bowl in his hand.
The slave took a step back frightened by his glance, but then realized that there were seven of them on their side, and there was no need to be afraid of the man in front of him, the slave shouted, "What are you looking at? Still not getting up to work!"
Oledo withdrew his gaze, didn't do anything after all, got up after getting dressed, and followed the slaves to the yard.
The slaves put most of the bricks into the basket behind Oledo. Oledo knew it, but he didn't say anything. He carried the pile of things and walked towards the yard east of Lars Mansion.
Walked back and forth a few times, not to mention seeing Duke Lars, even the servants in the mansion have never seen a few, Oledo walked behind the slaves, keeping his head down all the way , without saying a word, I don't know what he was thinking.
He stopped suddenly, threw the pile of things behind him to the ground, and sat down cross-legged.
Hearing the sound, the rest of the slaves turned their heads to look at him. Seeing that he was giving up, someone asked, "What do you mean? Hurry up!"
Oledo stated calmly: "Take out all your things."
"Hey!" The leading slave came over, looked down at Oledo who was sitting on the ground, and kicked Oledo's knee, "The new one doesn't understand the rules, does he?"
Oledo didn't speak. He raised his eyelids and glanced at the man, then lowered his head and said, "Take all your things away."
A slave came up from behind and said to the leader, "This thing needs to be cleaned up! Give it a good beating!"
Someone also persuaded: "No, if this is caught by the housekeeper, it will probably be sent to the Colosseum."
"How can anyone come here? We have walked five or six times here, and we haven't even seen a dog, so return people!"
Finally, the leader pointed at Oledo and said, "Hit me, beat me to death! Let him know that the newcomer should obey the rules!"
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I don't know why Oledo didn't fight back from the beginning to the end, so that when Lars came over, Oledo was already lying on the ground with a black nose and a swollen face.
"My lord." Seeing Lars approaching, the slaves quickly withdrew their hands and knelt on the ground one by one, trembling all over. They never imagined that Lars would end up in such a place where he wouldn't even see a single ghost on weekdays.
"Master..." Oledo's eyes seemed to light up the moment he saw Lars. He stretched out his arms, as if he wanted to get closer to Lars.
"My lord, it's because he doesn't want to work, that's why we wanted to teach him a lesson." The villainous slave, the leader, complained first.
And the rest of the slaves also responded.
Lars didn't speak, he stopped in front of Oledo,
"Master, I..." Oledo's fingers almost touched Lars' black boots, and Lars took another step back at this moment, but his fingers could only helplessly land on the ground .
He seemed to want to explain something, but Lars interrupted him.
"I don't like the weak." Lars glanced at Oledo coldly, then turned and left.
After Lars left, the surrounding slaves raised their heads secretly and found that they had not received any punishment. They were thankful and at the same time disgusted Oledo who was lying on the ground.
When Lars completely disappeared from his sight, Oledo stood up. He patted the dust on his body, bent down again, and dumped all the bricks in the basket on the ground, and threw the empty The basket was thrown aside, as if feeling no pain at all.
"You should share these things." He said with a calm face.
"You want to die, don't you?" The leader immediately became angry when he heard this. Since the Duke didn't care about it, he didn't have to worry about anything anymore, so he waved his hand and said to the slave behind him: "Give me Keep hitting! Hit to death!" (83 Chinese.83.)